The moonlight shone brightly. A cool breeze blew and the chirping of insects could be heard.
In the Han family's back mountain, under the night sky, a figure swayed along with the wind and moved quickly.
On that patch of grass, under the moonlight, thirty-six deep footprints could be seen clearly.
These footprints looked messy, but if one looked closely, one could see that these messy footprints had an unfathomable pattern.
That figure continued to roam around. Every single step he took was on the footprints. Not a single one of them was off. His figure was as swift as a breeze.
Finally, after completing a complete walk, the young man stopped in his tracks and stood on the spot, panting slightly.
"Hmm, not bad. You've practiced a lot!" The young man stopped, and a voice of praise came from beside him.
"Still a long way off!" The young man lowered his head and sighed.
Ghost Steps was worthy of being a Middle-grade Mystic Level martial arts footwork. It was broad and profound. The seemingly simple 36 steps contained countless profound meanings, ever-changing and difficult to comprehend.
From the day he obtained Ghost Steps, Wang Chen had already started practicing it. Until today, a whole half a month had passed, and he could only grasp a little bit of it. Forget it.
It was a simple thirty-six steps, but it gave off a complicated and unbearable feeling when he walked them.
The control and change of the body's center of gravity, the nimbleness of the steps, and the control of the rhythm were all crucial. This was all thanks to Ling Zhan's guidance. Otherwise, if he were to rely on himself, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
"Take it slowly. This kind of thing can't be rushed! Practice makes perfect. The more you practice, the more you use it, the more you'll naturally become familiar with it! "Seeing Wang Chen's appearance, Lin Zhan said emotionally.
This young man had too high expectations of himself. Sometimes, this was an advantage that could push him to improve continuously, but sometimes it was also a fatal weakness!
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It was easy to hit one's confidence and passion, which would be counterproductive.
"Now that you're close to the small success stage, you can play a big role in battle. You don't have to worry, dealing with those guys should not be a problem!" Lin Zhan continued to comfort him.
"Those people?" Thinking of Han Yu, Lin Qun, and the people who mocked and ridiculed him, Wang Chen clenched his fists and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "They will find out soon."
"That's right, that's how it should be. How could my, Lin Zhan's, disciples be any worse than them? Just a bunch of idiots. Teach them a good lesson! " During this period of time, Lin Zhan had seen a lot of people and understood a lot of things. He had a better understanding of Wang Chen's situation. Naturally, he knew who those people were.
After resting for a while, Wang Chen practiced his footwork once more before he headed down the mountain and returned to the Han Residence.
… …
Early in the morning, the sun had just risen from the horizon, revealing a tinge of red. In the remote courtyard of the Han Clan, Wang Chen had already begun his cultivation.
This courtyard was slightly dilapidated. Compared to the Han Clan's courtyard, it seemed out of place. This was a courtyard that had been abandoned by the Han Clan. Under the illumination of the morning sun, the small courtyard was dyed with a faint layer of red. The green bricks and black tiles gave off a simple and unadorned aura. This was where Wang Chen and his aunt lived.
At this moment, lotuses bloomed with every step he took in the courtyard. His figure swayed like a phantom, drifting erratically. His speed was orderly, making it difficult for others to predict his movements.
When he took the last step, a faint smile appeared on his face. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and walked into the room.
Today was the registration day for the Han Clan Competition. Naturally, Wang Chen would not miss it.
"Xiao Chen, it's time to eat!" A familiar voice came from outside the door. A warm look flashed in Wang Chen's eyes.
She was his aunt. A few years ago, she had married into the Han Clan. After the Wang Clan was annihilated, she was the one who resisted the criticism and opposition of the Han Clan and brought him to live in the Han Clan.
"I'm coming!" Wang Chen answered. After washing up, he quickly walked toward the hall on the opposite side.
There was a table, a few chairs, and an ancient painting. There were no unnecessary decorations, but it still looked appropriate and warm. In front of the dining table, there was a beautiful woman who was about thirty years old!
"What have you been busy with these few days? I haven't seen you at all! "The woman asked with a gentle smile when she saw Wang Chen walk in.
"Cultivating. I've been cultivating these few days!" Wang Chen found an excuse to dodge the question.
Looking at the scarf on the woman's face, his heart ached! This person was his aunt, Wang Lin. If one were to look at her figure, she was definitely one of the best. However, when the calamity of the Wang Clan's destruction descended, in order to escape with him and his older brother, his aunt had a hideous scar added to her face, causing her originally alluring face to pale in comparison.
All these years, Wang Chen had suffered. However, he knew his aunt's pain better than anyone else. The kind of pain that couldn't be described was the real pain.
The young woman put down her chopsticks and looked at Wang Chen worriedly. "Little Chen … Are you really going to participate in this year's competition?"
Although Wang Chen had been hiding this news from her, Tang Ming had told her when he came to look for Wang Chen a few days ago. It was inevitable that she would be a little worried.
She knew everything about the academy. Wang Chen couldn't condense Ethereal Force. She knew how strong he was and how intense and cruel the competition was. That was why she was even more worried.
She knew Wang Chen's personality very well. After so many years, he couldn't possibly forget the annihilation of his clan. He had shouldered too much pressure just like her. In addition to the fact that he couldn't condense Ethereal Force, he had shouldered too much pressure alone without telling her. Wasn't it because he didn't want her to worry? However, the more it was like this, the more worried she was.
"Yes, there are people coming to Donglin Mountain to watch the competition. This is an opportunity!" Wang Chen wasn't surprised that his aunt knew about this. He said firmly.
"But you … Aren't you unable to condense Ethereal Force?" Wang Lin was worried. Could this period of hard work make up for everything? It couldn't be that simple.
"Don't worry, Aunt. I won't force myself. This is an opportunity. I have to give it a try. Being unable to condense Ethereal Force won't last forever. I won't let you down in this year's competition!"
Knowing what his aunt was worried about, Wang Chen comforted her.
"You … Sigh … Forget it. Then be careful. Don't force yourself. If you can't do it, just give up. Where there's life, there's hope!" Seeing Wang Chen's stubborn look, coupled with her understanding of him, Wang Lin knew that nothing she said would be of any use. All she could do was remind him of some things to take note of.
… …..
After eating breakfast, Wang Chen looked at the time and walked towards the Han Clan's martial arts field.
When he arrived at the martial arts field, most of the younger generation of the Han Clan were gathered there. There were dozens of them. Registration for the competition was a big event. Moreover, there were people coming to Donglin Mountain to watch the competition. They naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen started walking towards the martial arts field. Feeling the fervent atmosphere, his eyes were filled with a fiery passion. After enduring for nearly two years, it was time for him to explode.
Wang Chen's appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention. However, there was a trace of ridicule and confusion in their eyes. What was he doing here?
Could it be to register? Thinking about this, everyone couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating smile. Definitely not.
The requirements to register for the competition were very simple. Fifth rank Refining Body was the minimum requirement, but Wang Chen couldn't even condense Ethereal Force! Someone like this also wanted to register?
Regarding the surrounding people's gazes, Wang Chen only glanced at them indifferently. He didn't pay much attention to them and walked straight towards the registration area.
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